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When students arrived, they would find the Danger Shop was set up like a traditional gymnasium, complete with changing rooms and really high ceilings. Along the walls were several large screens and most of the gym floor was covered in thick blue mats.

Once it seemed everyone had arrived, the man at the front of the room wearing far too much leather crossed his arms and started talking. "This is Physical Films and I'm Ronon Dex. They say I should share somethin' about myself so, uh, I'm a Satedan, from another galaxy that's really far from here. I'm stuck on Earth by choice an' teachin' you guys for fun," Ronon informed them, grinning because it was his entertainment most days. "Now, this class is both film study and P.E., so most weeks you'll watch a movie or show while you get fit. Sometimes the movie'll make sense, sometimes it won't." At least, not to Ronon.

"Only thing you gotta do each class is put on a uniform and try the activity. If you can't do it, see me. If you won't do it, we'll find you somethin' else. Today, you're all gonna fill out this paper thing," he held up an example, "and attach them to the front of your shirts before making some introductions. Now, go get your uniforms and we'll get started." He thumbed over his shoulder to the locker room doors.

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Looking down at himself, Chuck couldn't see it, no.

"Uh, not really?" he admitted. "But that may be my downfall. Keep getting told that, when it comes to this thing, girls are usually right." Ellie had him well trained to believe her advice when it came to fashion. "And I don't really know you. Or, at all, know you. But, girl, so..." He should stop babbling.

Mirax pointed to the name on her tag. "Now you do," she grinned. "So..." Quick second to peer at the nametag... "Chuck. Why are you in this class?"

"It's possible the universe hates me," he said jokingly. "Putting me in a class where I have to wear this, and... attempt, to do sports." Attempt being the operative word. Chuck was not the most coordinated guy out.

"With holovids. Movies. Whatever. You're glossing over the most important part," she pointed out.

"I like the movie part," he agreed. "That... I would love to be able to do that Jimmy Bund stuff." But, again, no coordination. "But I think it would end in pain on my end, not whoever was actually attacking me. Which is bad."

"With all the fighter types here? I bet you could fix that," she told him. "And if that doesn't work, I hear there are healers." Yes, she was teasing.

"I think it's really better for all involved if I stick to what I'm good at," he said, smiling awkwardly. "Which is pretty much anything but this."

"And any kind of public speaking."

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